Date: Thu, 07 Jun 2018 17:55:37 -0400
From: whipped@protonmail.com
Subject: Doing the Wrong Thing
Category: Adult Youth/Incest
This is a complete work of fiction. It is not based on anyone or any real
situation. It is completely fabricated. Never do anything like this in real
life.
All characters are eighteen and over. You must be eighteen and over to read.
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"Doing the Wrong Thing"
Calvin Hopkins was a good husband and father. He never cheated on his wife
and he worked overtime every chance he had to make sure they had everything
they needed.
It still wasn't enough.
Sometimes, he felt like a complete loser. His kids went to Howard
High. Half their neighborhood went to Xavier Prep. While he had to tell his
kids he couldn't buy them new shoes or clothes when they asked, some of the
Xavier kids were driving Porsches.
He had just had to have the, "There is nothing wrong with community
college" talk with his oldest.
Which he knew was bullshit. The Xavier kids would be at dorm parties and
playing intermural and intramural sports while his took mall walking and
stayed at home.
His wife, to add to all his problems, had read an article in some magazine
she shared with all her friends. It said that three months of no sex would
restore intimacy and love when you finally banged again.
This was month two.
Physically, Calvin didn't feel like a loser at all. He had played rugby in
college and he kept the body by working out twice a week. At 55, he was
still 5'10 and 220 pounds of mostly muscle. He kept his hair cropped short,
did weights every evening, and ran every night before bed.
His kids were nothing like him physically.
Calvin Jr, his oldest, played tennis and ran track. He was 5'8, lean, and
had his mother's blonde hair. He had it in one of those shaved cuts. They
called him CJ.
Thomas was his brother's height and had a similiar build from swimming and
soccer. He had reddish brown hair that was cut in what he said was emo
style.
Cal was doing his before bedtime run when he heard a noise from off the
track. It sounded like it was coming from the under construction part of
the park.
He thought about jogging by, but figured someone could be hurt.
He didn't expect what he saw.
Bent over the picnic table was a boy. He couldn't see his face because he
was wearing a hoodie and appeared to be sucking off the man sitting on the
table. Sucking off though was probably not the right word. The kid was
gagging and choking as his head was being held down and he was being throat
fucked. The man was calling him a dirty little faggot and a cocksucker and
telling him to choke on it. While Calvin watched, he even spit on the kid
and slapped him.
Calvin realized the right thing to do was pull the men off the boy and make
sure the boy was okay.
But then he noticed three things.
One, the hoodie had the Xavier logo on it. This was one of those stuck up
rich kids.
Two, the shiny shoes on the ground were the exact same pair CJ had begged
him for last week. Shoes he hadn't been able to afford.
And three, the fat guy fucking the boy was his neighbor Ted. Whose wife
also had him on the no sex for three months plan.
Ted was 6 foot, but probably close to 250 pounds and fat. Calvin had caught
him banging a neighbor girl once so he knew Ted wasn't queer.
But fuck if he didn't look like he was having a good time.
Calvin could hear him talking dirty too. Telling the kid he was a worthless
piece of shit, calling him a cunt, telling him all he would ever be from
now on was pussy.
And when Ted nutted, it was straight up the boy's ass. He growled and
groaned as he creampied the boy.
Calvin realized he was rock hard. He walked out from where he standing.
Ted looked panicked for a minute. But then he shrugged.
Ted said, "Pussy is pussy and teenage boy cunt is some of the best. I
couldn't help myself. Kid was made to be a whore. You should try it."
Calvin nodded.
Before Ted was fully dressed, Calvin had stripped naked. If he was going to
fuck outside, he wanted to feel the air on his skin.
He ran his hands on the boy's ass. It was smooth and tight. The kid was
clearly athletic. He pressed a finger up the tight teenage asshole and felt
it squeeze his finger. The kid was nowhere near open enough for the kind of
fuck he was about to give him.
But he was a boy, not some woman. It wouldn't be romantic and you didn't
need to go easy with boys.
Or at least that's what Calvin figured. He'd never been with a guy. He
hadn't fucked ass since he was twenty and he was barely allowed to move or
put it in that time.
He spit on his dick. It was eight inches and thick. He thought Ted's cum
better be slick.
The next ten minutes were heaven.
Unrestrained because it was a boy, pissed the kid seemingly had everything,
he enjoyed the most wonderful and brutal fuck of his life.
The kid bucked under him when he pushed in the first few inches. He could
hear the boy making crazy sounds, even under the constant snotty wet sound
of getting his throat fucked. It didn't slow him down.
He shoved it in balls deep, then pulled all the way out, then rammed it
back in. Hard and fast in and out. The boy's body rocked back and forth
with his jabs.
Then he buried it to the balls and just humped deep and slow.
When the kid groaned or sobbed and he knew it was from his dick, it made
his dick leak precum.
The kid's ass was better than he could have ever imagined.
It was tight. Tighter than any hole he'd ever been in. Even with the cum
and spit, it was squeezing his dick like virgin pussy.
And it was hot. The air outside was freezing, but his dick was bathed in
the heat of this boy's pussy.
And the way it held his dick..it was like velvet and silk.
He used to jerk off with his girlfriend's panties in HS and this was even
softer than that. It caressed his dick every stroke.
When he realized he was close to cumming, he leaned in and spoke to the boy
for the first time the whole fuck.
He whispered, "You're a worthless goddamn whore and I'm going to treat you
like one and jizz inside you now."
Then he nutted.
And nutted again.
And again.
He fucked three full loads in the boy.
Then he pulled up his shorts and left with his cum leaking out the boy's
ass.
The kid was still gagging on dick.
Calvin took a shower when he got home. He turned on the TV after and was
watching the news when CJ came in.
He was barely able to walk. He was also wearing an Xavier hoodie and new
shoes. He said hi to his mom and his voice sounded hoarse.
Calvin asked, "Where did the hoodie and shoes come from?"
His son replied, "I borrowed the hoodie from a friend. I sold some games
for the shoes."
Then the boy continued, "I'll do whatever you want from now on, just don't
tell Mom."
Calvin had plenty of ideas.